Chapter 367: Immortal Genius 4
The surface of the lake is rippling with withered leaves, like pieces of emerald green, clear and bright.
A trickle of water came from nowhere and flowed over a huge rock in the corner of the lake.
Like beads that had broken off the string, they hit the calm surface of the lake, creating ripples.
Behind the boulder is a vast expanse of white.
The ivory-white robe spread out, like light snow falling from the sky, pure and white.
A hand stretched out towards the whiteness.
Xuebai was pulled up, and in an instant, his exquisite face was fully revealed in the air.
His hair was covered with snow-white hair that flowed down along his picturesque eyebrows. Below his dark eyebrows were thin lips of light crimson, making him look like a plum blossom in the snow, tempting to pick it.
A bright silver snow lotus was flickering between the eyebrows.
Lingyao felt a little itchy as she held the God of Wealth's hand.
It seems a bit inappropriate to kiss someone when you first meet.
But what to do if the baby God of Wealth is a little tempting!
Lingyao frowned and helped the person sit next to a sturdy tree.
Following Bao Fu's suggestion, he went to the nearby area to find some strange-shaped herbs and feed them to the God of Wealth.
Thinking that the effect of the refined elixir would be better, Lingyao tried it several times according to the method that the original owner had seen in ancient books.
After failing and throwing away a bunch of wasted herbs.
Refined three pills.
Thinking of something, Lingyao threw one into her mouth.
After feeling no discomfort, he stuffed the remaining two into the God of Wealth.
It was a bit choking to swallow it hard, Lingyao hesitated for a moment, and finally pulled a green leaf from the branch and inserted it into the crevice of the stone that was dripping with clear water.
After the green leaves are filled with water, pull them out and bring them to the mouth of the God of Wealth, aiming the tip of the leaf at the gap between his lips, allowing the water to flow in slowly.
Some water rolled down his thin white chin, and Lingyao wiped it casually with a leaf.
After wiping, she didn't leave, but tapped the side of his face with her finger.
"Jing Yan, poor little thing."
Jing Yan is the posthumous son of Yuan Li Banxian from the upper realm.
In the upper realm, there are only 7 semi-immortals. To become a semi-immortal is only one step away from successfully cultivating immortality and ascending to the fairyland.
But this step is also very difficult to take, at least the seven half-immortals are still only half-immortals now.
Three of the semi-immortals have been in seclusion for years to practice in order to enter the fairyland as soon as possible, and the remaining three semi-immortals are often nowhere to be found.
As for the other half-immortal, it was Jing Yan’s father, Yuan Li Half-Immortal, who was also the one with the greatest hope of breaking through to the fairyland in the upper realm at that time.
Unfortunately, before he could break through the fairyland, he disappeared in a great battle with demons. The upper realm sent countless people but failed to find the whereabouts of Yuan Li Banxian.
When Jing Yan's mother heard the news, she became uneasy and gave birth to Yuan Li, the half-immortal son, in panic.
That is Jing Yan.
Jing Yan's birth brought with it everyone's expectations and guilt.
As a result, as soon as he was born, the immortals from the upper realms bestowed upon him the title of Young Master of Holy Light and placed him in the Hall of Light of the Banxian Yuan Li.
Yuan Li Banxian is the strongest in the light system and has always been a leader in light magic.
Practitioners with light spiritual roots are extremely rare, whether in the lower or upper realms.
Although light spells are not as powerful as fire and lightning spells, they are the type of spells that demons fear the most.
As the son of Yuan Li Banxian, Jing Yan is very likely to have inherited Yuan Li Banxian's light magic.
Later, he lived up to everyone's expectations and Jing Yan was able to detect the ability of light magic when he was seven years old.
But at the same time, another magical system in him was also detected.
Dark magic.
He is one in a million with dual spiritual roots.
It shocked the upper realm.
What shocked the upper realm was Jing Yan's dual-element spells, which were actually the rarest and mutually reinforcing and counteracting light and dark elements.
There are dual-system practitioners in the upper realm, but these two systems are generally complementary to each other.
For example, an ice-type practitioner may develop wood-type spiritual roots in the later stages.
Thunder element practitioners may also develop fire element spiritual roots.
Even if a fire-type practitioner develops wood-type spiritual roots, the fire-type spiritual roots are most likely to be dominant, with the wood-type spiritual roots only serving as a supplement.
However, the two natural spiritual roots in Jingyan's body grew together, and neither gave in to the other.
If one party gains the upper hand during cultivation, the other party's spiritual energy will definitely be disrupted.
It is very easy to go astray in practice.
However, practicing two systems at the same time is very physically demanding and also very slow.
Jing Yan was born prematurely and had a weak constitution. His mother died not long after giving birth to him.
Jing Yan grew up alone in the Hall of Light as the young master of Holy Light.
Because of his special physique, the half-immortals temporarily put on hold the idea of forcing him to practice diligently.
Jing Yan was left alone in the Hall of Brightness. Although he had a noble status, he had no sense of existence.
Until the last time the upper realm was invaded by demons.
The first place the demons headed for was the Hall of Light.
After Jing Yan used high-level light magic to kill the demons, he himself was seriously injured.
On the fifth day of every month, he would suffer extreme torture, and the dark magic in his body would be ready to use, taking advantage of the weakness of the light magic to seize the initiative.
The demons that he had repelled last time came to him again, this time in private.
The demons told Jing Yan that his father Yuan Li Banxian was killed by someone among the Banxians.
Otherwise, with Yuan Li Banxian's strength, how could the demons be his match?
They asked Jingyan if he wanted revenge.
At first, Jing Yan did not give any response to the demons. He began to investigate privately.
He hasn't found out anything yet, but his investigation has attracted the attention of some people.
This made the progress of his investigation very slow.
This action further confirmed Jing Yan's suspicion.
Before Jing Yan could continue his investigation, someone soon reported that Jing Yan was colluding with the demons.
They also found evidence of Jing Yan's collusion with the demons in his residence.
Finally, under the opponent's manipulation, Jing Yan was taken into the upper restricted area.
He was imprisoned together with many sinners from the world of immortal cultivation, demons, and many demon undead spirits.
After being tortured day after day, Jing Yan eventually became possessed.
A possessed magician of both light and dark elements, the restricted area cannot hold him at all.
He broke out of the restricted area and killed all the people who had identified him, and blood flowed like a river.
Finally, the five semi-immortals who had been in seclusion came out together and subdued him. They destroyed his dual spiritual roots, sent him down to the lower world, and never allowed him to enter the upper world again.
Lingyao placed her fingers on Jingyan's silver hair and gently touched it.
The morning sun shone into her eyes, and the coldness of the room seemed to be tinged with a bit of warmth.
Ding, ding...
Lingyao's ears twitched, and her eyebrows raised slightly as she heard the footsteps approaching from afar.
She raised her hand, picked the person up and walked back.
Next to the fire, Helian Yanran held the roasted chicken in his hand, his eyes red with anger.
"You are such a good fellow, Helian Lingyao. I humbled myself for a whole night, and yet you still treat me like this. When I find you, I will peel off your skin and pull out your tendons!"
"What are you going to do?"
The cold voice sounded in his ears, like a piece of ice placed on the tip of his ear in the cold winter, making Helian Yanran shiver.